May 27, 2006

A poem by an African …

A poem by an African …

When I born, I Black
When I grow up, I Black
When I go in sun, I Black
When I scared, I Black
When I cold, I Black
When I sick, I Black
When I ill, I Black
When I die, I still Black

And you white fella

When u born, u pink
When u grow, u white
When u go in sun, u red
When u scared, u yellow
When u cold, u blue
When u sick, u green
And when u die, u gray

And u calling ME coloured???


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  1. This poem has been around for years and years… how come its only being nominated as best poem for 2005? or is that your own personal nomination?

    27 May 2006, 16:35


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